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Telltale crimson trail. Top Story - February 2024. Content Warning.
I'd seen gray snow, I'd seen brown, mushy snow on the highway. I'd seen yellow snow too, but this was the first time I had seen pink snow. The sight of it turned my stomach. The crimson stain had grown into a shadow, an outline, like an island. The spatter from the blow had left a telltale bloody trail leading away from the gaping wound in the victim's head.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 years ago in Fiction
Snowblood
The skin of his palm caught and slit open on the jagged knot of barbed wire strung between the fenceposts. Foggy breath billowed sharply from his instinctive gasp at the sight of his injury, but not the feeling, for the biting cold had numbed his hands too much for the pain to hit. A faint dribble of crimson droplets trickled down from the thorny metal onto the snow-smothered earth, this trace of him left to coagulate and swiftly freeze, while he limped ahead through the barren farmland, dragging his hobbled right leg with its distended swollen knee, throbbing like a wailing siren of agony only he could hear, through the seemingly endless onslaught of snow.
By Jack Anderson Keane2 years ago in Fiction
"The Unbroken Vow: A Love Story Beyond Time"
In a small village nestled among rolling hills, there lived a young couple named Anna and Thomas. Their love was the talk of the town, the kind that seemed to glow in their eyes whenever they looked at each other. But as fate would have it, Thomas was called to serve in the army, leaving Anna behind with a promise to return.
By d jojo gent2 years ago in Fiction
Drex Nile
An extremely long time ago, in a galaxy tremendously far away from ours... Fifteen years ago, while Drex was a young, thieving pilot, desperately trying to make a living for himself on the planetary city-system of Coruscant, he found his hands soaked in blood.
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Fiction
The Vanishing Act
Harry Houdini, the name synonymous with escape and defying the impossible, vanished not on stage, but from his own locked apartment. It was 1926, and the world's greatest illusionist simply...poof...gone. Decades later, the mystery lives on, a thrilling enigma begging for answers.
By Robert Brown2 years ago in Fiction
These Green Eyes Don't Cry. Content Warning.
If you're reading this, I need you to help me. They've shut me in here and I can't get out. I've got to get out. I have to find him. I love him. And he loves me. I think. His friends love me, too. I think. They all did. A few times.
By L.C. Schäfer2 years ago in Fiction
Silens Praesidium. Content Warning.
Drip drop drip The cold of the drips to his face roused him. Brian woke with screaming from what felt like the worst nighmare he had ever experienced. Hyperventilating, he struggled to focus on the dark and cold surroundings. In fact he could barely move his head. It felt like his neck was firmly strapped down.
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Fiction
A Quiet Cafe
A Quiet Café D. A. Ratliff I approached the café where we were meeting and rehearsed what I wanted to say. At least, what he expected me to say. Would it be the truth? No. That wasn’t part of the game we were playing—only he didn’t know it was a game.
By D. A. Ratliff2 years ago in Fiction
The Enchanted Hourglass
Legend had it that whoever controlled the hourglass held dominion over time itself. Many had sought its power, but none had succeeded in unlocking its secrets. Until, that is, the day a humble apprentice named Aria stumbled upon the tower while exploring the forbidden woods.
By Syed Shahmeer2 years ago in Fiction









